Ashley High School - Ace Yearbook (Ashley, IN)

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WILL We, the Class of '49 of Ashley High School, situated in the city of Ashley in the County of DeKalb in the State of Indiana, being in an unusually sound state of mind and memory, do make, publish and declare this our last will and testament, leaving our cherished possessions which we have accumulated during our four years of high school to the under-classmen and faculty. We will to Mr. Frederick, our principal, the extreme pleasure of saying ‘'so long' to the most ambitious class he has had to deal with in years, To our Math instructors, we will all unfinished algebra and geometry problems. To our English instructors, we will our excess knowledge of English which we shall not need. To our history instructor, we will all important dates and ordinances which we mastered, without a doubt. To our Agriculture instructor, we will all the shop tools we have so carefully broken and ruined. To our Home Economics instructor, we will all the food we couldn't stand to eat. To our Music instructor, we will all miscellaneous instruments used for noise making in the assembly. To the Juniors, we will our books and pencils with hopes that they will use them more than we did. To the Sophomores, we will our Senior dignity. The Senior girls will our powder puffs to the Freshman girls and Senior boys will their ability to get along with Mrs. Soudah to the Freshman boys. To the Janitor, we will all the waste paper around our desks. In addition to these bequests we wish to dispose of some of our more personal items as follows: I, Phyllis Ann Chrisman, will my good humor to Shirley Sherwood. I, Paul Conrad, will my ‘'Chevvy‘' to any one who will pay for the repair bills. I, Joan Days, will my quietness to Johnny Miller. I, Beverly Deetz, will my ability to skip school to whoever thinks he can get away with it. I, Jo Ann Ellert, will my Donald Duck voice to Helen Stomm. I, Philip Ellert, will my last name to Margaret Redmon. I, Rita Ellert, will my job at Gardners to any one who wants to get rich quick. I, Violet Gipple, will my dimples to Betty Manning. I, Marcella Hamman, will my ability to be a soda ‘‘jerk’’ to Carl Stout. I, Richard Harmes, will my butch hair cut to Gene Miller. I, Ruth Ann Hoffelder, will my ability to be Mr. Frederick's office girl to Helen Stults. « J, Frank Kessler, will my quiet ways to Jane Stoy. is

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Katrina: Barbara: Rita: Katrina: Barbara: Rita: Katrina: Barbara: Rita: Katrina: Barbara: Rita: Katrina: Barbara: Rita: Katrina: Barbara: Bill Wilson, our class Casanova, is now on Station A-S-H-L-E-Y-F-M as a national joker. He became a Bob Hope; his co-star is Joan Ellert, alias Chicken, who imitates that famous comic character, Donald Duck. Dean Paulen, veteran windsock of the Ashley Class, is still up in the air. He 's Admiral Paulen now, commander of the aircraft carrier U.S.S, Windy Pass. Did you know that Joyce Lepley is an old maid and still Dodging around ? Do you recall our high school play-boy Larry Stomm. Well, he is fixed fine, now. He turned out to be a real for sure scientist. Paul Conrad used to say he was going to be another Frank Sinatra. Welt, he is singing lullabies to his children. Did Phyllis Chrisman marry Marion Baker ? Yes, and they now own the Ashley Baking Co. which bakes all the supplies for Rexall Drug Store where Marcella Hammon is working as a jerk, a soda that is. Freddie sure is in dead business, for he is now the friendly undertaker, Did you say dead business? That's Johnny Wilhelm’s work; he keeps the farmers buying new stock for he is now the veterinarian for all farmers out of Ashley. Dick Harme'’s high school athletics have sure paid off: he is now coach of the Zoliner Pistons. I suppose you knew that Helen Stout finally married that soldier boy and they are now raising their own army. That ‘‘little’’ Peggy Kissinger gave her first art exhibit in Chicago this year, I wonder if she married that short boy friend of hers? Oh, she probably left him to marry some interesting art fellow in Chicago. Here comes Bob, I°ll have to leave now. I'll have to hurry home to get Paul’s supper. It was fun remembering old classmates, but I’ll have to go home now, because Jack is going to take me out for supper. b2

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I, Peggy Kissinger, will my ab ility to get short men to Betty Ann McClish. I, Joyce Lepley, will my address book to no one because I still need it. I, Joann Miller, will my best friend, Ruth Ann, to some good looking, ¢ligible, young bachelor. I, Helen Newcomer, will my English papers to Bobby Weirich. I, Troas Orwig, will my ability to get A’s in conduct and get away with it to Harold Arney. I, Dean Paulen, will my basketball satchel to Dolly Arney for a purse. I, Katrina Prosser, will Paul Stoy to no one, I, Margaret Redmon, will my good grades to Jerome Ellert, I, Fred Rose, will my ability to play pin ball machines to Carl Dilly. I, Barbara Sanders, will my love of Parsell’s orchard to any one whose parents will let them stay out until 3:00 A. M. I, Crystal Shipe, will my ability to play the clarinet to Corky Conrad. I, Phyllis Snyder, will my cuds of gum under my desk to the person who sits there next year. I, Larry Stomm, will my gift of gab to Pearl Kessler. 1, Helen Stout, will my ability to lie in bed until the last minute to Miss Taylor. I, Dean Stoy, will my ability to raise blue ribbon steers to Bobby Schweitzer. I, Mona June Strite, will my interest in Physical Education to some of the Freshman girls who always have the toe aches, head aches and stomach aches. I, Clarice Whysong, will my long curly hair to Harold Buchs. I, Berdina Wiler, will my bottle of hair bleach to Billy Lee Chrisman. I, John Wilhelm, will my ability to act the part of Tarzen to Ronnie Parker. I, Bill Wilson, will my Casanova ways to Max Gipple. In testimony whereof, we hereunto set our hand and seal and declare this to be our last Will and Testament, this seventeenth day of May, in the year of our Lord one thousand nine hundred and forty-nine. WITNESSES: Mickey Mouse SIGNED: Joyce Lepley Pluto Violet Gipple Berdina Wiler Helen Stout Phyllis Ann Chrisman OK OK JoAnne Ellert; (at almond counter): ‘‘Who attends to the nuts ? ’ Bill Wilson: ‘‘Be patient. I°ll wait on you in a minute.”’ OK Ok 14